Samantha Ballard stood naked by the edge of the tub, drying her silver curls with brisk strokes of a fleecy white towel. Grant remained in the hot, swirling water, letting it massage strength back into his powerful frame. He liked the low-angle view of her silvery cunt slit.
"How many times have we fucked now?" she asked, pulling the towel across her back. Her firm tits jiggled as she worked her arms back and forth. Her thrusting nipples were bright with little beads of water that sparkled like diamonds.
"Five," Grant said with a smile. He hadn't fucked that much at one time since his teens. Then he climbed out of the tub and reached for another towel. "I don't know about you, but I'm about ready for seven."
"What happened to six?"
"I mean Code Seven. Our dinner break. I could use something to eat."
"I guess I could too. Got any place special in mind?"
He named the most exclusive and most expensive restaurant in town.
"Christ, that will cost a fortune!"
"Not a dime," he told her. "The owner owes me a favor."
"Does everybody in town owe you a favor?"
"Almost."
"That's a form of graft, you know. Accepting favors like that is forbidden by Department Directive number…"
"I know the book. I helped write it. And if the lieutenant and the captain weren't getting cash pay-offs from every pimp and card shark in town, I'd pay for my own dinner."
"And mine too?" she asked.
"Shit, no. You wanted equality, you've got it."
"You bastard!" She could see the twinkle in his eyes and knew that he enjoyed teasing her.
She whirled the damp towel into a long twisted coil and snapped it dangerously near the tip of his dangling cock.
"You little bitch!" He grabbed her before she could yank the towel back. She giggled and squirmed as he pushed her toward the bed.
"I thought you wanted dinner."
"I do. But I'm going to eat you first!" They tumbled on to the bed together, and he buried his face in her sweet pussy.
"Huunnngh!" she groaned, arching her back and quaking beneath him as she felt the pressure of his tongue. It slid down one puffy outer cunt lip, up the other, and then circled to find her clit.
"Aaahhhh, best dinner I ever ate!" The taste of her pussy made his cock begin to throb, and her joyous writhing made his heart race.
Samantha slid her hands down and fingered the silver-haired lips of her pussy apart, baring the soft pink cunt gash between. "Suck that," she said. "Spear my cunt with your tongue. Nothing makes me want to fuck more than having my pussy licked."
Samantha had discovered the pleasure points of her body early in life. Even before she was old enough to start school, she found excitement stroking and probing her then-hairless little cunt. It got better as she grew older, as her feminine instincts and senses matured. Even now, she could spark thrilling climaxes with her own hands.
"Up a little higher!" she cried. "Get it under my clit and lift it. Hhhmmmmm, yeah. Now spin my clit with your tongue. Unngh! Pretty soon it will swell big enough to suck! That really drives me wild!"
Grant enjoyed her frankness and the easy way she guided him toward making her pleasure extreme. He felt as anxious and compelled to fuck as when they first walked in the room, but now in a different way. He found it easier to hold his own passions in control in order to satisfy hers. He wanted to hear her gasp and moan and finally scream at the thrilling peak of her next climax. Only by giving her that thrilling shock of ecstasy could he feel fully satisfied himself.
Realizing that sent a shiver up his back. The selfless desire to share was a definition of love – maybe the best definition there is. It wasn't just lust he felt for her now, it was LOVE! Somehow, she'd broken through the tough, uncaring shell formed over the years of wearing a badge and a gun.
Grant felt suddenly vulnerable. As a matter of fact, he felt like an ass for letting it happen.
"Ooohhhhhhoooo, Grant!" she wailed. "Your tongue is driving me crazy! Lap and suck me some more. I love it. Hhhhmmmmm, I love what you're doing to my cunt!"
Sam spread her legs and lifted them straight up, then pulled them toward her head. She lay upon her back, looking up between her feet at their reflection in the mirror.
Grant's head bobbed up and down in the valley of silver cunt hair. He licked and smacked the pungent pussy oils rising from her fuck tunnel. His hands slid up her sides, making her writhe with delight, twisting and grinding her flesh against the silky, fur-like spread.
"Oooooh, God! Make me cum with your tongue, Grant. Keep fucking into me until I scream!"
He'd planned to do exactly that, and then start fucking her before the heat and tremors of her orgasm passed. When her clit swelled, and he could suck the little nub between his lips, he ground his chin on the soft lips of her cunt.
"Uuuunangh, Christ. Ooooggghhhhh!" Nothing could compare to the tossing waves of pleasure she felt now. He lipped her bulging clit first, until it swelled hard, and then he raked it with his bared teeth.
"Ooooh, you bastard – you big, beautiful, cunt-sucking bastard! Eat me, damn you. Eat me alive! I want to cum and gush fuck honey all over your face!"
He could feel the damp warmth spreading already. It ran around his lips and dribbled off his chin. He lowered his head, rocking it up and down until his nose pressed on her aching little clit while his tongue slid in and out of her cunt slit.
"Grrruuungh!" she moaned. Her eyes fluttered, and the scene of lust in the mirror above seemed to flicker like an old silent movie. "That's it! Huuummmph! Stab your tongue in my cunt deep. Deeper! Oh, Goddamn… you give the greatest head!"
He felt tremendous satisfaction each time her lithe body jerked, each time she lifted her cunt with a squeal of delight. By giving her what she wanted, he was getting back even more. He liked the taste of her sweet, freshly washed pussy. The oils of excitement gushed from her cunt, flooding his mouth with a musky tang. He liked even more the way the sinewy walls of her fuck tunnel gripped and fucked on his tongue.
"Aaaagggghhhhhh!" she cried. "That's enough! Hhhmmmm, I'm cumming. Just let me relax and enjoy the tremors!"
Grant lifted his head, pinning as he realized how long and hard his massive cock had grown while sucking her cunt. He rose up on his knees and moved forward, supporting himself above her on his elbows.
The knob of his cock pressed in where only moments before his tongue had done its lewd dance. "Oh, no!" she cried. "Not now. I can't take any more!" she still shuddered from jabbing sparks of orgasm.
He dug his cock head into her pussy despite her moans of protest. It was good before – great now. Grant's cock had never felt such fiery waves of tension. Her cunt felt tight and wet and alive with seething spasms.
"Oooooh, you bastard! Nooooo!"
But he gave her more cock and watched her taut lips curl. "You fucker! You fucker! Uuuunnnnnnnnngh!" Her jangled nerves and twitching muscles resisted him at first. Her pussy squeezed together to keep his cock out.
That made pushing into her cunt all the better. The walls of her fuck tunnel parted stubbornly, clinging and writhing, trying to wring the life out of his cock before the pleasure drove her completely insane.
"Qooooh, shit! Qoooh, shhhhit!"
It was a cry of surrender. No amount of pussy clenching would keep his cock from driving deep into her cunt. She hissed, lowered her legs, and jerked her ass up off the bed.
"All right! Fuck me, damn you! Rape me, if that's what you want!"
If what they were doing could be called rape, Grant's cock was the victim. The wild wrenching tube of her fuck hole attacked his prick shaft with a wild fury. Pulsing waves ran up and down his prick, sucking it in one moment, trying to heave it out the next.
"You've never been better," he said.
"N-n-neither have you!" She loved the torment his huge cock brought her. With one climax not yet over, another was on its way. She gasped and held her breath, fearful of the huge wave of ecstasy she felt cresting now.
"Oooh, you bastard. It feels so good – it hurts! It hurts!"
"In your head, maybe. Your pussy loves it."
"Oh, yes… it does! My cunt wants more pain because it feels so good!"
Grant kept grunting and whipping his cock in and out, giving her exactly what her body craved – first the pain, and then the blazing glory of complete relief.
It was the best climax of Samantha's life. The best for Grant too. His lusty cock shot jism until it hurt, and still her pussy was sucking and swirling and begging silently for more.
Veronica Dunlap coughed and rasped for breath. After sucking Hunk's huge prick, she went directly to Chap's, and then back to Jason's. The three shot so much jism that she could still taste it. Each gulping breath reminded her of the cum still running down her throat like thick glue.
A film of silver-white fuck fluid gleamed on her lips. Sluggish drops of jizz ran down her chin and dripped off onto her heaving tits. One big glob slid down the creamy slope and dangled from her nipple tip.
"Suck it up!" Chap said. "Don't let any of our hot jism go to waste!"
"No… no, I won't." Veronica bowed her head and lifted her dripping tit.
In her normal state of mind, Veronica would never have even thought about sucking on her own nipple – certainly not when it was dripping with spilled jism. But that puritanical, guilt-ridden part of her mind had slammed itself shut behind what might as well have been a steel door.
She gazed longingly at her own tit, marveling at how beautiful it looked with that glossy drop hanging from it like a wet jewel. She wondered why she'd never discovered the glory of her own lush figure before.
"Hhhmmmn!" She sighed, reaching out timidly with her tongue while lifting her tit still higher. "Hhhhaaaaaa!"
Her lips quivered and slid down the creamy slope of her tit. Her tongue stretched out and curled beneath the hanging drop of cum. She felt a strange and sharp tingle from the swipe of her own tongue. It made her nipple tense and her jaw ache.
She bent down and sucked her glossy nipple between her lips. She twisted it around with her tongue, loving the way it swelled hard and seemed to vibrate in her mouth.
"Christ, she's so horny, she likes sucking her own tits!" Jason gasped.
"Do you blame her?" Chap asked. "I've never seen tits more ripe for sucking and licking."
Veronica moaned softly, too entranced with her own pleasure to hear another voice. She cupped her hands, one beneath each lush tit, and pressed them together until the nipples touched. She twirled the bulging crowns of tit flesh with her fingertips and almost sobbed from the pleasure that brought.
"Suck them both!" Chap said. "I want to watch you eat your own beautiful tits!" Her lewd self-indulgence thrilled him wildly.
She was only too happy to oblige. Veronica's soft lips spread wide to cover her swollen nipples. Her tongue thrust out, no longer timid. It lashed her tit-tips up and down and twirled between them until shocks of joyous pleasure made her gasp and lift her head to breathe.
Watching the way she grinned while gulping for air made Hunk hungry to suck on her tits. Her nipples gleamed with dampness from her tongue, and her soft domes of tit-flesh heaved and squeezed between her supporting hands.
"Let's toss her upon the bed. I've gotta try those delicious-looking tits!" Hunk said.
"The bed's all wet, and she stinks of piss. Let's throw her in the shower and wash her off," Chap said. He had a mind to suck her cunt, but not the way it was now. He wanted her pussy clean and fresh.
Jason found the bathroom and turned on the shower to a stinging hot spray. It was fitted with a pulse-making showerhead on a long flexible tube.
"Hey, that's great. We can really work her over with that!" Chap said.
Hunk grabbed Veronica from behind and lifted her, clamping his hands on her naked tits while he lifted her and carried her into the shower. She was too weak, too shocked by the tingling pleasures of her own tongue to even think of offering resistance.
His huge cock swelled hard while he watched her suck on her own ripe tit-mounds. Now his prick thrust itself boldly between her legs, sticking far enough out in front so that at first glance, she seemed to have grown a thick short cock of her own.
Hunk grunted and flashed a lewd grin when he felt her wet pussy slipping back and forth on his extended cock shaft. His fucker partially supported her writhing weight, so the slinky feel of her cunt became a delight.
He slipped his arms up into a wrestling grip and clasped his giant hands in back of her head, stroking his fingers through her long waves of glistening brown hair.
Veronica squirmed uncomfortably, suddenly aware of her complete helplessness. The way he held her, her arms were raised and flapping uselessly. And she could feel the heat of his cock slipping back and forth over her cunt lips whenever her body moved.
Chap turned the pulsing spray on her left tit, pressing the sputtering round head so close that the pelting spray indented her tit-flesh when it hit.
"Hhhhaaaaa," she sobbed. It was so much like when they all pissed on her, but she felt even more heat and more violent pulsing. It made her wince and gasp and clamp her eyes tightly shut.
Chap twisted the spray head and narrowed the stream to one thick, vibrating jet. He turned that on her right nipple and watched while it shuddered and swelled.
It felt like a hot wet mouth closing over her. Her whole body trembled like her rock-hard nipple.
"Soak her pussy down," Jason urged. "I want to see what that does!"
When Chap lowered the pulsing shower head, the jet hit Hunk's cock head as well as her cunt. "AAAGGGHHH!" he growled. "That's hotter than her Goddamned cunt!"
The tingling spray washed through her rich spread of pussy hair and ran down onto his lunging cock shaft. She jerked herself back and forth, in time with each rapid pulse. "Guuuuunnngh!" she moaned. It was like the assault of a hungry tongue, but fiery and fluid with life.
"Must feel great the way that makes her jerk and slide around on your prick," Jason said in an envious tone. It was like she was sitting on his stiff cock, riding it. He only wished that his cock were so thick and hard that a bitch like her could sit on its long shaft.
"This ought to really make her thrash her ass around." Chap fanned the spray wide again and played its tingling pulses into her armpit.
She heaved violently, almost sliding off the end of Hunk's massive wet cock. "That tickles!" Veronica screamed.
Chap gave her a fiendish little grin and turned the pulsing spray to hit beneath her other arm.
"Ooooooooooooh, you dirty little bastard! That's something I can't stand. I hate to be tickled!"
"Maybe… but look how it makes your pussy squirm and slide around. It's getting Hunk's cock real hot!"
"I know. Unnrnmnnngh! I can feel it! But don't tickle with that wet thing any more. Aaaaggghhheeeeeeeeyah!"
"I'd say she's clean and hot enough to fuck right now!" Jason's cock was so twitching-hot that he could hardly stand it. The woman's helplessness satisfied his darkest urges and made his balls ache to humiliate her even more. Too bad she always ended up enjoying it.
"The head-end of the bed ain't wet. Throw her down up there," Chap said.
Hunk nodded, thinking how great it would be to fuck this bitch who tried to mash his balls with her knee, "I get to fuck her first," he said. "And I get her all to myself this time."
"Shit, no!" Jason raged. "We ought to flip a coin or draw straws."
"Remember what she did to me?" Hunk growled.
"Hungh, yeah!" Jason winced almost as though he'd been kicked.
"Get some rope," Chap said. "We're gonna be too busy watching and enjoying to want to hold her down."
"Sure." And Jason left the room. Having her bound across the bed would be really great, even if he did have to take seconds or thirds.
Hunk threw Veronica face down across the head of the bed. "I want to fuck like a dog," he said. "That's the only way to fuck a bitch like her!"
Veronica's breath gushed out when she crashed across the bed. Hunk leaned over and began stuffing pillows beneath her crotch. "That'll keep your cunt up where I can fuck it good!"
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" she cried, more in expectation than fear. The nagging voice of her conscience was no longer of concern. She knew that she had no choice but to endure and enjoy whatever this lewd trio decided to thrust upon her.
When Jason brought four strands of thick rope, she made no effort to resist. He knotted two around her wrists and bound them to the legs of the bed. Chap and Hunk were doing the same thing with her ankles, binding and roping them down.
Only when the four strands pulled tight did Veronica feel fear. By then, it was too late. She could only move her head. She felt compelled to scream but recalled the horror of being gagged with her own panties or with an angry cock. She decided it would be wiser to fight back the urge to scream. She bit her lip and quivered violently.
Hunk stood gloating, aiming his huge cock.
With her ass tilted up on the pile of pillows, he could see both fuck holes – the dark, tightly clenched little ring of her ass and the longer, richly furred split of her cunt.
Her pussy was drooling wet fuck juice, waiting for his huge prick.